In the middle of the night, everything was silent. In the low brick house, there was a rustling sound, getting denser and denser. In the quiet environment, the sound became louder and louder, directly impacting people's hearing and expanding their nerves.
"Don't come here! Don't come here! Get out of here..." The woman huddled on the bed shivering in fear, wrapping herself in a quilt, her eyes full of fear. She stared fearfully at the hordes of centipedes that kept pouring in from the cracks in the door, not knowing what to do.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
